Well we had to do Raffles and I had to have a SIngapore sling despite Steve nearly having heart failure at the price biut it was nice. They provide a bowl of peanuts and expect you to throw the shells on the floor- rather against my better nature.
A visit to Changi chapel and prison where British service men and their families amongst others were interred during the occupation of SG by the japanese in WW2. Very moving.
SG is a weird mix of corporate might and those who support them. THis at first seemed odd and mildly disconcerting but seems to work. The service providers seem genuinely pleased to do their jobs well. The city is clean with no litter or graffitti so they must be doing something right. Our taxi driver claimed there was no corruption. We noted no loudness or displays of macho culture everyone seemed calmly going about their business. The ambience is civilised everywhere with random people offering help. People of all walks of life seem genuinely pleased at what they have achieved in 50 years sine WW2. Maybe we could learn a thing or two about providing employment and caring for our public environment.
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